I thought that in Gothic there were three ungrateful and rude people... in Skyrim there were only one psychic! Well, I killed a chicken in the city... so one psychopath followed me about 2 km from the city to the mountains, with a knife!! And I said that Skyrim is for the Nordics! I think I’m running for Dancer.

Is it because I am black?

I'm a boy, I don't want to work, I want a girl and a radio-controlled helicopter.

From the discussion on the issue of emigration from Russia:

vovka_r: First time in the United States, before it was lazy to go for a visa. We have seen many countries, now we are seeing the fortress of democracy. Figeem from giant queues in shops. Well about freedom – here even dogs with a trap in their ass walk...:) In a literal sense, it’s like wine.

Zero striving for infinity is a very stubborn zero.

Crisis is when everyone offers to spend money and nobody offers to earn it.
Bakutkin

Those who have not been to Europe, beware of toilets, they are not in our brains!
In Stuttgart, a small need forced me to go to the street public bio-toilet in the evening. A single-seat cabin, very clean, bright, clean, filled with sensors and controlled by a computer. You throw a 2 euro coin into the door, the doors automatically open, the light is lit, you enter, the doors are closed. I do not suffer from claustrophobia, but since I have been engaged in electronics and computer programs all my life, it is a little stressful. Well, I did my business, I need to go out, and there are no buttons to open the door. Instructions too. What is stupid, instructions for using the sorting you write?
I included my logic, as the Germans wrote the control program, went - raised the toilet lid, poured water, closed the lid. Which sensor is used? Repeat the process. The door does not open. Maybe you need to sit on the cover, then get up, and then pour water? Repeat the process.
The door does not open. Yes is. What was forgotten? Can I wash my hands? I repeat the process again first. I raise my hand to the crane, the sensor works, the water runs, then automatically turns off, hopefully and sadly I look at the door – it doesn’t open. The prospect of spending the night in a rumbling German thrust did not inspire me. I cried out to my companion, who was left outside:
“Woman, this infection doesn’t let me go!”
He tries to give a bribe to the toilet by squeezing a coin into the gap.
The machine is relentless, does not take, and that’s all. It also does not respond to pins and strikes. Jenny is screaming:
“Stop, I’ll call the police!”
I have nothing to do, repeat the process, wash my hands, turn on the dryer... the fan turns off, the door opens.
Then somewhere I read the story of a man who went to the same dirty toilet in France. Having paid the imposed sentinels, our compatriot could not even assume that everything inside the cabin is sterile, and therefore, as it is appropriate for a pure homosapiense, went on to the toilet with his feet...
In the computer brains of the toilet non-connection: the floor sensor is turned off, it means that the person has gone out, the water is not melted, something is wrong, the disinfection has been turned on. The guy is sitting on the pot, doing his business, and then the light is turned off, and a shower of dissolve on him like a meltdown! He jumped from the toilet, the computer in general spelled: the door is closed, and a man appeared?! And hanging, pre-including the drying with hot air streams...
For several hours, rescuers cut off vandalism-resistant doors with autogens, pulling the mad miserable out of the chained legs of a Paris toilet. So I got away easily.

When a man loves a woman, the cockroaches in her head seem to him as God’s cows.

Anna: Old New Year very soon) Wish me in the new year to be more organized ;)
KOTOV: That is, 1 January to celebrate the New Year because of its unorganized time?

Here, a man in the store tried to return the chocolate cheque, opened.
Motivated by the fact that he always takes such, there are a lot of nuts in them, and in this little, that is, she is defective.
Not taken by the way. The man is sorry...

Here’s what Wikipedia says about the assassins:
In general, Ibn Sabbah [their head] was a master of falsification. Sometimes he used no less effective methods of persuasion or, as they now call, “brainwashing.” In one of the halls of the Alamute fortress, over a hidden hole in the stone floor, a large copper dish was installed with a carefully carved circle in the center. Upon the order of Ibn Sabbah, one of the Hashashins was hiding in the pit, sliding his head through the hole cut in the plate, so that on the side, thanks to skillful makeup, it seemed as if it had been cut off. Young adepts were invited to the hall and demonstrated to them the "cut head". Suddenly, Ibn Sabbah himself appeared from the darkness and began to perform magical gestures over his “cut head” and to pronounce mysterious spells in an “ununderstood, alien language”. After that, the “dead head” opened his eyes and began to speak. Ibn Sabbah and the rest of the attendees asked questions about paradise, to which the “cut head” gave more than optimistic answers. After the guests left the hall, the assistant of Ibn Sabbah was cut off and the next day she was displayed in front of the gate of Alamut.

The word "horse" is interpreted as an animal. A "horse" is "the same as a horse, but mostly a male"

A parroted horse? What about Chernobyl?

The sixth course. The lab. The teacher responsible for the practice
Who is your old man?
Old man in decree.
What about Zam?
He plays racing on his mobile phone and can’t get rid of it.
If I hadn’t played, I would have been a decretal too. and :)

News from a famous portal:
Rospotrebnadzor warns tourists about bird flu.
The comments:
Fish syphilis does not scare anyone.

The 21-year-old secretary of Metropolitan Paul received three awards in 40 days:

Y, 10:58, 13.01

I begged.

The Chinese smartphone.
XXX: What a cute device! The back
The barrel is round!
Heated battery, glass
The camera shines, and the shooter to the
Oh well! I want to bite him.
You chew him, and he instead of you.
我不是貓!!!! to

Today is 13.13.

cottage, odmin, shredder

About the inscriptions on the fence.
When they studied in the Saratov universe on 1st course, at the entire stream the higher mathematics was led by Prep Ivanov. The first in the life of the first couple he started literally with the phrase 'you all, biologists, full of nothingness'. The couple went into a stream auditorium with a raised board where our tormentor wrote his hellish formulas. The only thing that warmed our souls was the inscription with a crumb on the wall above the board, so that it can only be seen from the top rows: 'Ivan's goat'. This inscription was not washed all five years while I was studying. Continuity of Generations.

Q: What is the resistance of the cat?
Y: You now understand that until I check, I will not calm down!? to
X: We tried to check between our ears :) But the cat is too big for us to just tie it. Violence is not my method :)
The cat’s resistance tends to infinity, especially when you drag it into the bath.
Y: And the wet chopsticks are almost absent ;)

The bill was eventually received, although the prede at first long shouted that there were no trees there. I went and checked."

Why do you tell the story of A. I. Kuprin "Siren" for the story of your daddy?
(And yes, I know I’ll burn in hell for commenting.)

Comments on the video : "Charging a mobile phone from railway"

I am a dear editor - writes us a girl of eighth grade (c) an anecdote.
Yesterday I watched a movie on a channel. There, a geological expedition, lost somewhere in Siberia, accidentally stumbled upon the barracks of Stalin's camp and lifted the tube in one of the barracks, heard the telephone operator's response.
Russell is my mother!! to